Thursday, September 27

I am anxious to find a larger project in this vein but for now I'm very excited about how this is turning out.

Today I fulfilled my monthslong desire to become a mason of soaps, laying up the bricks with a bucket of water and a painters brush. A ladder and a blue jumpsuit helped me look official enough to discourage most people's curiosity as I mended the holes in the brick wall.

Two ladies on smoking break: What are you doing? (accusatory tone)Soap Mason: Just putting these soaps here in these holes. (nervous they might have power to stop me)tlosb: what?sm: Just mending the wall with soaps. See, they're like bricks.tlosb: oh....(continue smoking ten minutes)

I saw Platform's room a week ago today at the Affair in Portland and found out about their current Scott Fife show and began scheming a visit. It was the whole reason I went to see galleries in Seattle my last day in the Northwest. Ever since running into the cardboard heads at 'Bodybuilder and Sportsman' in Chicago three years ago I have been romancing my opportunities to see them. Just wait to you see one being made: http://www.platformgallery.com/artist_pages/Fife/Fife_mov.html

The cardboard is grey because its the archival type, but it adds to a zombie effect you already get with the torn cardboard layers packed on with screws and dripping woodglue. I didn't think of them as zombies until just now, maybe the werewolf made the connection for me...alongside the theme favouring archetypes of violence.

I saw three galleries in Seattle yesterday with Rob Nyland (his camera)

The best one, Greg Kucera, happened to be taking down a show of someone I went to school with

Angela White!That artworld must be dieting because it is getting smaller.

"But it's the chaotic and cacophonous installation by Angela White that steals the show. Spread out on the floor are a dozen or so old-fashioned turntables, each with a ceramic figurine spinning on its surface. While spinning, these figurines constantly bump into fragments of broken ceramic and glass vessels that are suspended -- every which way above them -- by hundreds of threads. The resulting sound has a titillating combination of anarchy and harmony, as if Philip Glass had written the score. The overall effect of the visual and aural components of this seemingly haphazard installation is deep satisfaction at the discovery of a poetic rhyme and reason behind the chaos."-Edward Goldman art critic for KCRW 89.9

Now that you are acquainted with my Omi friends I am now compulsively posting nearly every photo I could get from other people (having lost all of my own during the "steal all of jared's stuff 2007" campaign carried out on two continents the last year)

I'm in the back helping to carry this monster, i promise.My roommate!A Kate Gilmore video is happening in this photo. Once again, I am participating but you can't see me behind David throwing the lasso. My job, once the lasso was successfully on Kate, was to pull the cinch tight, pull Kate to the ground, and pull her off the camera.